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After half an incense stick of time had passed, Hong Guang and Yu Wu Hen had fought for hundreds of rounds, yet they had not gained the slightest bit of advantage. After half an incense stick of time had passed, Hong Guang and Yu Wu Hen had fought for hundreds of rounds, and had not gained any advantage at all.

At this moment, Yin Qiufeng's face was turning uglier and uglier. He kept cursing Hong Guang in his mind. How shameful was it for him to have the nerve to tell others that he was his disciple?

With a slight glance, the group of disciples under him understood what was going on. They released their powers in unison and launched their Shadowless Blades at Yu Wu Hen.

This Formless Phantom Blade was an invisible thing. One could not see it with the naked eye, and dodging one or two was considered good luck. However, there were so many people shooting out the Formless Blade at once, so what should he do? This caused Li Xian'er to be extremely anxious. She slammed the barrier with all her might and shouted at Yu Wu Hen: "Big Brother Yu, be careful!" No matter how Li Xian'er knocked and shouted, he just stood there as if he didn't hear her. He didn't dodge or evade; his eyes were cold and determined.

Bamboo after bamboo fell to the ground. Just as the Shadowless Saber was about to reach her, Li Xian'er's heart suddenly leaped into her throat. She turned around and didn't dare to look down.

Yu Wushang finally made his move. The Divine Sword was unsheathed and the Azure Dragon was in the sky. Along with a blue light, a powerful cyclone flowed out from the sword scabbard and lingered around the body of the sword.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, no one actually saw when he had pulled out the Azure Dragon Sword.

At that moment, Yu Wu Hen was waving the treasured sword in his hand, moving freely between the Qi blades. When the swords returned to their scabbards, the Qi blades had already been scattered by the Azure Dragon Sword Qi.

Seeing this, Yin Qiufeng was so angry that the veins on his forehead were popping out, his fists were clenched so hard that even the veins were popping out. He was so angry that the veins on his forehead were popping out, his fists were clenched so hard that the people he had brought to intercept Yu Wuhen were all masters of his school, a famous sect in the martial world.

The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. He waved his sleeve and shouted, "All of you, stand down!"

At this time, all the disciples were already exhausted. When they heard their master's order, it was as if they were relieved of their worries. They hurriedly put away their cultivation techniques and retreated to the side.

Looking at Hong Guang, who was known as the head disciple of the Shadow Blade Sect, being injured by Yu Wuhen's sword qi, Hong Guang was lying on the ground screaming in pain.

"How embarrassing!"

Looking at his cowardly look, Yin Qiufeng frowned in disgust and said, "Go, bring that trash back to me!"

At this time, two disciples walked up, dragging Hong Guang along as they walked back. Hong Guang grimaced in pain as he shouted, "Be gentle, be gentle!"

In order to save face, Yin Qiufeng complained first, pointed at Yu Wu Hen and said, "Yu Wu Hen, you are being too rude! I am only bringing up a request to you, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious, to the point of actually severely injuring my disciple, how can I, as your master, just stand idly by and do nothing? If I don't teach you a lesson this time, where is the prestige of my Shadow Blade Sect? "

Li Xian'er could not stand Yin Qiufeng's slandering of Yu Wuhen, and shouted at him, "Old man Yin, you are simply unreasonable, turning black and white! It was clearly you who started it, but it became Big Brother Yu's fault. Do you still want face? "

Yin Qiufeng was so angry that his beard was twitching when he heard a nameless kid insult him like that. He glared at Li Xian`er and said, "Where did this brat come from? You talk so badly. Don't tell me your father didn't teach you manners?"

"Hmph. My father taught you the proper etiquette, but to a person like you who mixes black and white, whether you are right or wrong, naturally you don't need any etiquette."

Li Xian'er was humiliating him in front of all his disciples, so Yin Qiufeng couldn't help but want to eat that brat alive.

"You sharp-tongued brat, I will deal with you after I take care of Yu Wuhen!"

After saying this, he pointed to his own head. The halo.

"Shadowmeld?"

When Yu Wuhen saw Yin Qiufeng's figure disappear, he couldn't help but think that among the various martial arts techniques recorded in the "Secret Manual of the Celestial Arcanum Sect", there was indeed a martial art that could make people disappear. It was called the "Shadow Evasion Art", and this martial art allowed one to catch an enemy off guard and kill them instantly, but because of its ferocity, it was forbidden by Wu Lin. However, from the way he had hidden himself just now, it didn't seem like he was using a Shadowmeld technique.

At this time, he heard Li Xian'er shouting from the side:

"Eh? What about the old man? He's hiding and hiding, and the master of this sect is simply a cowardly turtle! "

"What do you know? That was a divine art created by my master — — Find No Traces. Just wait to collect Yu Wu Hen's corpse!" It was still Hong Guang who had sustained injuries. His mouth was beginning to owe Su Chen a few more words.

One could only imagine the difficulty of a battle with an invisible person. How much confidence did Yu Wuhen have in winning? Li Xian'er couldn't help but worry for him.

A fierce gust of palm wind struck directly towards Yu Wuhen. He gathered all of his internal Qi into his palm and struck directly towards the incoming attack. With a "pah" sound, the attack was directly opposite to the one launched by Yin Qiufeng.

Yin Qiufeng felt a sharp pain on his metacarpal bones and was shocked. No one had ever been able to catch his move before, but this junior not only had been able to catch it accurately, but also had a strong inner strength. He needed to be careful.

While thinking of this, he suddenly jumped behind Yu Wuhen. Yu Wuhen indeed didn't notice that Yin Qiufeng had already arrived behind him. Yin Qiufeng was secretly delighted. He used eighty percent of his strength to attack Yu Wuhen's back at a lightning speed. If he was hit, Yu Wuhen would at least be severely injured.

With a "kacha" sound, Yin Qiufeng felt a sharp pain coming from behind him. Dark red blood splashed on the ground, but Yu Wuhen was still standing there, unharmed.

Yin Qiufeng naturally knew about this force. This was the eighty percent palm power that he had just used, but the one injured should be Yu Wuhen, right? Why was it transferred to him? Was he in a trance? But no matter how dazed he was, he couldn't possibly hit himself without realizing it.

Pain constantly assaulted him, and he held his chest as he panted heavily. Every breath he took was painful to the core. Fortunately, he had only used 80% of his inner strength. If he had used his full strength, he might have been the one lying on the ground.

But what was all this? How did Yu Wu Hen know that he would attack him from behind? Could it be that the God's Eye could see him? A series of questions emerged in Yin Qiufeng's mind.

Then, he looked at himself. His current state was no better than Hong Guang's. Luckily, he had hidden himself. If this group of disciples saw him now, what face would he have as a master? An old Jianghu was defeated by the hands of an eighteen-nineteen young man, especially after being mocked by that stinky kid just now. Such humiliation was absolutely unbearable for Yin Qiufeng, who was always proud.

He secretly became ruthless, "This won't do, this time, no matter what move I use, I must defeat this junior! No, just destroy him, and then you will be able to vent the hatred in my heart! "